The Lion King

In Africa’s land, where the tall grasses grow,
Lived Simba the lion, proud and bold, you know.
He dreamed of being king, brave and strong,
Singing with the animals, all day long.

But one sad day, a bad thing was done—
His uncle Scar made Simba have to run.
Simba felt scared and ran far away,
Leaving his home until another day.

In the jungle, he met Timon and Pumbaa,
They taught him hakuna matata—no worries, hakuna!
He played and laughed and grew up free,
But deep in his heart, a king he would be.

Nala came to find him, so kind and true,
“Come home, Simba! Your land needs you!”
With Rafiki’s help and a roar so loud,
Simba went back, feeling brave and proud.

He fought Uncle Scar and saved the land,
Climbing Pride Rock to take his stand.
Now Simba’s king, under the bright blue sky,
A lesson he learned: be brave, don’t hide!

The End!